Shaman King Oc Novels & Stories

I am so royally f*cked, and not in a good way. "Tell me," the king says, "Do you know of the rumors about me?" What an odd thing to ask. "The half-wolf rumors?" I say. "Sure, who hasn't? People like to talk." "They're all true." Huh? True? Is the king actually insane? Sexy and crazy? Not my favorite combination, I have to admit. "I'm a shifter, Hera," he says. "I have no idea what that's supposed to mean," I respond.

I was never one to keep quiet. "The first guests will be here within an hour. This will be the Prince of Asia, his wife and daughter. He is the King's cousin and next in line for the throne, be it that you do not produce an heir. His name is Arjun. Please address him as such, seeing as all who attend will be your subordinates. Then his wife is Amelia-" Amber cut short her rant about some or other family that was arriving first. She finally noticed that she had lost Mikaela and I a long time ago. Mika smiled sheepishly at Amber and set down the statue that she was playing with. Distraction was Mikaela's best way of coping with situations she found unpleasant. Amber rolled her eyes at the girl

the young he-wolf looked up as the king called him, "I would love it if you could have a mindset similar to that of Sham. It will help you if you are going to be heading your pack from now on." "I-" "I will communicate further plans later. But, for now, let us enjoy the new lunar rising celebrations. You may take your leave." After a few seconds, the king and Sham were the only ones left in the poorly lighted room. "Sham, where is Zoey?" The king asked. "After he heard of Zaramanni's situation, he left for somewhere I have no idea of." "He was supposed to be in this meeting. Why would he send someone that I have never seen before? How do I know to trust the man he sent?"

This made the Kingdom more orderly and reduced corruption by the nobles by half. Not only that, Kinsley, who is a pure-blood vampire, wants to wake Abigail back. Using his blood and power, he intends to perform the forbidden ritual of the whole blood moon to wake Abigail from her long slumber by sacrificing the reincarnated soul of Abigail.

Fail on purpose. He entered the combat ring, his eyes scanning the crowd, and he froze. Standing among the nobles, dressed in black, a man Lysan hoped he would never see again. Roman Da'Luka. The young version of the Demon king Lysan had killed in his previous life, looking extremely young and charming, with pale grey eyes. And he was looking directly at Lysan.

Queen Sage's knowledge combines royal tradition with healer practicality in ways that remind me of the balance Alexander and I might someday achieve together. By midday, preparations are complete, and I find myself with unexpected free time until the alignment begins at dusk. The queen and princess depart for royal duties, leaving me alone in the sanctuary with my thoughts. The peaceful environment offers a welcome respite from court complexities, allowing me to center myself after the emotional whirlwind of recent days.

he grinned, pulling me into a room. His wives all sat there lounging. They stood up and bowed at me when they saw me. Yes, wives. When Shen became a vampire, he was the crown prince of the state of Wei and a very huge man whore. The three of his wives knew he was once a crown prince and were all happy to be with him. The three of them were vampires too. They were all friends and quite happy together. I think they have a fetish for royalty. They all act like they're in a harem or something when he has visitor's. They try to dress like women from times of the Chinese empire and act out the part of women in a harem.

"I do not take orders from a regent who lets a snake speak for his ancestors. If I release this boy, he leaves this room alive only because I choose not to waste the ink." "Release him," I told Kaelen softly. Kaelen looked at me, the tension in his massive shoulders dropping an inch. He threw Derek down. Derek hit the bloody floor, coughing violently, clutching his throat as he crawled toward the Shaman's white robes. "The soul-line does not lie," the Shaman said, ignoring Derek entirely. He stepped to the center of the room, his gray fingers wrapping around the bone charms on his staff. "If the Princess is bound to the North, the silver will shine clear. If she is bound to the South or to t

Now, the only men from Moon Valleys were Caine, the Logan that accompanied him and Avril, who was more like an escort, and hadn't said or done much since he came. The shaman settled on the low chair that he sat on earlier. His support stick rested by his side. Omega Logan, despite his temperament, had been trying so hard to restrain himself from bursting out, to avoid Silas doing what was warned. “Someone needs to get the containment.” The shaman addressed the king. “We could send one of the guards.” Without waiting for the King's response, he turned to one of the guards. “Go fetch the containment from the archives.” The guard nodded. “Yes sir.”

The shaman stood and watched as some of the male slaves came to grab Kiara. “Let go of me! Don't you dare touch me. I'm not leaving until I get my money's worth.” But they didn't listen to her. Kiara was dragged out of the restroom and the shaman just stood there in shock like he had seen a ghost. He didn't tell her all that he saw. All the moon goddess had shown him. And he was not going to reveal this truth until the goddess instructed him to do so. That information could change everything. It could destroy her entire life or give it a new and fresh start